I retched again at the smell getting closer with him.
Fortunately, Zhanil passed by me and ran towards the Dancer.
I worried for a moment that he might try to steal the finishing blow, but thankfully no such deplorable thing happened.
Instead, he threw many paralysis poison-coated daggers, then threw a net.
The Dancer, struggling until the end, was finally subdued like that.
"Heave-ho!"
Zhanil grabbed the net and slowly pulled the Dancer in.
Well, I had emphasized it so much.
That finishing it off was my job.
"Persistent one..."
Zhanil approached this way with a grin.
Don't come closer, you smell too much.
I stopped Zhanil in front.
'Good work.'
"Hehe. It was nothing."
He patted his back as if it was sore.
Meanwhile, I carefully tried to remove Sunset stuck in the Dancer's body using Invisible Hand.
